Michael
“You've done this before?" she asks.
“I have indeed. I'm actually a trained masseur and I'm rather conscious that we've asked a lot of you over the last few days. So now it's your turn. Relax. I'll ask you to lie on your stomach in a bit, but right now, enjoy your wine."
She is relaxing, and as I work my way up her legs, her muscles loosen under my attentions. The alcohol's helping, and her smile is looking a bit hazy....
.... Too much wine…?
.... I don't think so.... It'll do her good....
She is quite stressed, her body tight and tender in spots, and she winces sometimes as I go through my routine.
“Take it easy, Girl. I'm going to work these knots out of you."
She leans back, still sipping her wine, but now I see her eyes roaming....
.... Over me.... Over my body....
..
